I died a thousand times
While still being alive
So fuck your act and fuck your dime
Because I give my all to strive
.
Because you can't buy my love
No you can't buy my smile
I'll fly with the birds above
Before walking with you for a mile
.
Life is what it is
Isn't it ?
Stop the lies and stop the bullshit
Giving your life away is another disease
.
I'd rather bleed on the way to happiness
Than faking a smile around people I dislike
They'll throw shit at you, poke you with needle and spike
Out of jealousy for your genuineness
.
A hundred tears of true sadness
Won't taint your heart
But those laughs of fake joyousness
Will black out the most part
.
I'd rather fly with the hated crows
And die satisfied
Than with the herd of dove that glows
And close my eyes with a pain that is justified
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PoetryA collection of heartfelt poems. Homage to the english language that I love so much. There will be a wide variety of feelings expressed but I prefere them strong. Enjoy.
